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The lid drew over and thumped into place. My breathing was loud and filled my ears.
That was when I was most nervous. I was terrified Asshole might show up and demand I be removed from my pod, that he was my rightful owner. Maybe slavery was okay with Titans. Then he would drag me back to that shack and have his vicious way with me.
And this time, there would be no hope of escape. He wouldn’t take any chances.
I would be trapped there forever.
Just when that sense of terror washed over me, the world turned fuzzy and faded to black.
I jolted awake in what felt like an instant later. It really was like falling asleep.
I coughed and sputtered but it wasn’t as bad as last time. Was my body getting used to it? Or had I only been in there a much shorter length of time?
Some of the other passengers reacted worse than I had. They threw up into bags they took into the pods with them. I guess they were frequent freezers.
I swung my legs out from the pod but I wasn’t ready to stand up just yet. I took a moment to gather myself. Once I felt like I wouldn’t hurl the moment I stood up, I unlocked the cabinet and put my clothes back on.
I followed the other passengers as they left the ship. It was much like passing through a regular airport after that. Instead of passports, the officials scanned our eyes. Those without eyes got their armpits read, for some reason.
Then we joined the luggage collection area. It wasn’t a carousel. Tunnels rolled down from the ceiling and placed the luggage right in front of the travelers, who didn’t even break their stride. The fancier travelers had floating luggage.
My bag was small enough to carry and didn’t even have wheels. The S’mauggai alien skin design was getting some appreciative looks from the elites, although I thought it was a hideous-looking thing.
I emerged from the spaceport and breathed my first lungful of totally free air on a brand-new planet.
I felt revitalized. Renewed. Ready to face the world.
I had escaped Asshole.
And I had no idea what I was supposed to do next.
I wandered through the streets as the sun rose on a beautiful day. I suffered a bad case of deja vu when the sun rose again. Two sets of shadows moved across the tarmac from the twin stars in the sky. One was much larger and brighter, the other more distant.
I took a seat at a bench and hugged my bag to my chest. Maybe running away hadn’t been the best idea after all. I mean, at least I had a roof over my head. I should have prepared more. I should have figured out what I wanted to do before I just went out and ran like that.
My breaths came in panicked bursts and I could hardly breathe.
Stay calm! I told myself. Everything will work out fine!
But I was lost in space. I didn’t know where I was—beyond the fact I was on a very alien planet—and I had no idea what I was meant to do next.
I didn’t know anyone.
I was an abductee.
I was going to die.
I can’t do this.
Take it easy!
I should go to a police station and tell them I was abducted. I didn’t need to tell them anything about Master. Maybe they arranged free trips back to homeworlds for people like me?
Or maybe they kept a database of missing slaves and returned them to their masters when they were discovered.
“I will find you,” Asshole had said.
He sounded so sure, so confident. Would he feel that certain if the system wasn’t rigged in his favor?
